My Brother's Friend

Dinner

One month later:

You pushed the cart through the grocery store, adding everything on the list to the cart.
Cameron just moved out and Into his apartment in the middle of town.

You made the mistake of offering your help. Apparently a 19 year old male, living on his own cannot do his own grocery shopping, so he called you.

Lazy ass.

You pushed the cart up to the check out, waiting in line. In the mean time, you kept yourself entertained by reading an article about Ryan Reynolds.
"Instead of reading it in the store, why don't you buy it. Don't be rude." You heard a voice from behind.

You turned around, looking into Justin's eyes.
It took you by surprise at first.
"What are you doing here?" You asked, putting the magazine back on the shelve, but quickly putting it back in the cart. It's Ryan Fucking Reynolds. You're buying that shit.

"Well it is a grocery store. And I do live on my own." He chuckled, hold a few idems. You giggled, licking over your lips. "Tell that to Alex." You said afterwards.

"While I'm getting his grocery's, he's sitting home playing X-box." You rolled your eyes, walking as the line moved. "Arn't you a nice sister." He said, grabbing a drink from the cooler.

"Hardly." You said, stacking the grocery's to the counter. Justin watched your every movement, leaving you nervous.

"You know, I never called you when I said I would." He spoke, causing you to look. You swallowed hard, curling your toes in your boots. "I just assumed you forgot." You mumbled.

"I did." He was quick to say.
"But I remembered now." He said with a chuckle. You smirked, looking down at your feet.
"What are you doing tonight?" He asked, adjusting his stance.

"Are you planning to make everything up to me?" You asked with a small smile. He nodded.
"That is if you can keep your mouth shut to Cameron." He said, bitting his bottom lip.

"I never said anything about that one night did I?" You asked, pulling your wallet out of your purse.
"Not that I know of. But I'm pretty sure that if he knew, we wouldn't have hung out last night." He said.

You nodded, walking to the register.
"Why don't we meet up tonight? We can get dinner wherever you'd like." He said chill. You stayed silent, your wheels turning.

Should you agree?

"Alright." You said, nodding your head.
Justin sent you a small wink.
After checking out, you left the building in shock.
Scared of what tonight would hold.

Later:

You looked at yourself in the mirror, smoothing your outfit. Not that this was a special occasion that required a fancy outfit, but your style is just that type. You wear a lot of dresses with heels.
Your favorite burgundy tight dress, rocking your favorite black heels.

Your long hair falling down, the perfect amount of wave for you.
You were feeling good about yourself, and you were happy with your outfit.

You walked over to your bed, tossing your phone in your purse, along with your lipstick. You threw your purse over your shoulder before walking out of your bedroom.